Beloved trump wife: unscrupulous prince calm concubine

Chapter 727 The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop! (5)

"Master Feng Lingxiao's Tomb" is written on the tombstone, and the number "Shen Fengchu, Yunchu and his wife stand respectfully" is engraved on the inscription.

"Feng Lingxiao?" Yan Chengxi glanced at the words on the tombstone, "It turns out that Shen Fengchu studied under Feng Lingxiao, no wonder his swordsmanship is outstanding!"

Feng Lingxiao's name is known to everyone in the world, although Yan Chengxi is not from the Jianghu, he has heard of it to some extent.

After sighing, he looked at Murong Jinglun puzzled, "Young Master Murong, what is the purpose of bringing this tombstone here?"

It is no secret that Shen Fengchu is a guest in red. Even Yan Chengxi has made a fuss about this matter, but the emperor has not pursued it. Now even if this tombstone is given to the emperor, the emperor will probably not have anything special reaction.

Murong Jinglun smiled coldly, turned around and walked over, raised his remaining right hand, and slapped it heavily on the tombstone.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, the tombstone was cracked by his palm, and then, a word was missing from it.

Murong Jinglun waved his sleeve lightly, "Master Prime Minister, take another look!"

Yan Chengxi turned his face and looked at the tombstone again.

First startled, then overjoyed.

"Ha..." He raised his head and laughed loudly, "As expected of the direct bloodline left by the former prince, it really has a chest, it is extraordinary, this plan, even the old man did not think of it!"

Murong Jinglun withdrew his right hand, "Although I came up with this plan, but to complete this plan, I still need the help of the Right Prime Minister."

"Of course the old man is in charge of the rest!" Yan Chengxi said.

Murong Jinglun nodded slightly, but looked straight at Yan Chengxi's face through the gauze, "However, I have a question that I want to ask my lord."

"Excuse me, my lord," Yan Chengxi said.

Murong Jinglun turned around, took two steps forward, and walked in front of Yan Chengxi again, "Since my lord is already my identity, why do you still help me like this?"

Yan Chengxi laughed, "It's very simple, because we have a common enemy, that is Yun Chu and Shen Fengchu."

"Then..." Murong Jinglun raised his palm, raised his veil again, and looked straight at Yan Chengxi with a pair of eyes, "Aren't you afraid, my lord?"

"Afraid of what?" Yan Chengxi looked into his eyes and asked.

"Aren't you afraid, my lord? I have other wishes?" Murong Jinglun opened and closed his lipless mouth slightly, his white teeth flickering, his whole face looked disgusting.

"Is there anything else you want?" Yan Chengxi suppressed the churning in his chest, "What do you mean, young master, do you still want to restore the country, young master, do you want to?"

"Ha..." Murong Jinglun also laughed, the scorched flesh on his face trembling, horrible and disgusting, "I used to think about it, but now... I don't want to."

"Then it's over!" Yan Chengxi raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Mr. Murong, I understand your thoughts, don't worry, the old man will give you a place to use."

"Then I will thank you sir!" Murong Jinglun lowered the gauze curtain, "Let me take my leave first."

"I'll see you off!" Yan Chengxi personally sent him out of the room.

Murong Jinglun led his hands all the way down to the door, and got into the broken carriage. Yan Chengxi stood on the steps and watched the carriage drift away, and immediately waved to the subordinates behind him, "Follow him, remember to be very careful, my son Insidious and cunning, don't let him find out!"

"Yes!"

The subordinate agreed, walked down the steps carefully, and disappeared into the street in a moment.

Yan Chengxi turned around and walked towards the mansion, walked to the corner of the screen, immediately rushed to the wall, and vomited violently.

(End of this chapter)